Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-07-24
A NOVEL
CONCLUDED.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
VENGEANCE

were among the Beers below, and see when
Frank Muller retired to his tent. As soon
as he had marked him down he was to
come hack and report to jess, and then
the hnal steps were to be decided on.
When he was gone jess gave q sigh of
relief. This stirring up of Jantje to the
boiling-pOint of vengeance had been q
dreadful thing to nerve herself to do; but
now at any rate it was done, and the deed
settled upon. But what the end of it
would be ms could say. She would
practically be y murdereSs, and she felt
sooner or later her guilt would find her
out, and then she would have little mercy
To hope for. Still she had no scruples, for
after all Frank Muller's would be a we'll
merited doom. But when all was said
aud done it was a dreadful thing to be
forced to steep her hands in blood, even
for BsSsie's sake. II Muller were slain
Bessie would marry John, provided John
escaped from the Beers, and be happy; but
"AAAN "bNAAA hNNbuAC vi utIs hODDNU OF
her love, and with this crime upon her
mind, what could she do, even if she e.
caped-exCept die? 1t would be better 10
die and never see him again, for her sor-
rOw and her shame were more than she
could bear. And then she began to think
OF John till all her poor. bruised heart
seemed to 90 out towards him. Bessie
Gould y,a,r,r l,r. H., ~. IA -.
sure Of that, and yet Bessie was to have
him by her all her life, and she-she was
To gO away. Well, il was the only thing
To do. She would see this deed done, and
set her sister free, and then ifshe happened
to escape she would gO-gO right away,
where she would never be heard of again.
Then, at any rate, she would have be-
hAyed like an honorable woman. She sat
mp and put her hands To her face. Ii was
burning hot, though she was wet through,
and chilled to the bone with the raw damp
OF the night. 4 fierce fever of mind and
body had taken hold of her, worn out as
she was with emotion, hunger, and pro-
tracted exposure. But her brain was clear
enough; she never remembered its being so
clear before. Every thought that came
into her mind seemed to present itself with
startling ~vvidneSS, standing out by itself
against a black background ofnothingueSS,
not soiSened aud shaded down one into an
other ~ thoughts generally are. She
seemed to see herself wandering away
alone, utterly alone, alone foreveri-while
An the Tar distance John stood holding BeS-
sic by the hand and gazingafter her regret
fully. Well, she would write to him, since
II must be 80, and bid him one word OF
farewell. She could not 20 without it.
She had n pencil, and in the breast of her
dress was the Beer pass, the back of which,
stained "a it was with water, would serve
the purpose Of paper. She drew it ont
and, bending forward towards the light.
placed il on her knees.
Goodbye" she wrote, goodbye! We
eau never meet again, and it is better that
we Deyer should. in this world. Whether
there il alOther | do not know. II there
is, ] shall wait for YOU there. Ifnot, then
goodbye brewer. Think OF me sometimes,
for | hAyelOyed You very dearly, and as
nobody Will ever love you again; and while
| live il dis or any other world, and am
myself, | shall always love yOu aud you
only. Don't forget me. l never shall be
really deadtO You until l am forgotten.
J."
She LIFTED the paper of her knee and
then put itback again and began to scrib-
Bile in verse quickly and almost without
correction. IL was 4 habit of hers, though
she never Sbwed what she wrote. and now
il asserted belt irresistible and half I'M
consciously
sWbaD hand. that cl,sn tbina Oyyn IN Seeming
truth.
or liuger in ares upon thy head.
Have Tudrkpruke the idols Otthy youth
And cas-, thn down amid thy treasured dead,
R-memlgrIp-'
When Sh had got thus far she stopped,
dissatisfied, and, running her pencil
through thdines, began afresh-
III shouldd a tonight
Then WOuldSthOu look upon my quiet face,
Before they lG me i'm my resting place,
And deem thIlrSth had made il almOSt fair;
And having ~ox-white flowers against my hair
Wnuld> i on M cold cheek tender kisses press
And fold my hndS with lingering cares.
PO-r hands, sempty and 30 cold tonight!
III should 3, tonight
Then wouldNthou call to mind with loving
some kindly Sd the lev hands had wrought.
Some teuder 'OrlS the frDZcu lips had said,
ErrundS on wlch the willing feet had sped:
The memory ony passion aud my pride
Aud every TAU would sure be set aside.
30 should / beJrgiyen Of all tonight.
Death waits q me tonight,
Zen now my immOns echoes from affair.
And grave mis- gather fast about my STAR
Think gently me; ! am trayelworn,
NV ALTERING dt are pierced with many a thorn,
The bitter wuli has made my faint heart bleed
when dreaukS rest i mine | shall not need
The tenderns for which l long tonight
She stopped apparently more because she
had got 10 ne end Of the paper than for
any other rgson, and, without even re-
reading whltshe had written, pushed the
pass back irI her bosom and WAS soon lost
in thought
Ten mindes later Jantie came creeping
in 10 whertshe sat hike . great snake IN
human forS. his yellow face shining with
the rain-dopS.
well whispered jess, looking mp
with a stat. have you done it,
NO. misie. no Raas Frank has Int
now gone . his tent. He hIs been talking
10 the clergyman. something about Missile
Bessie. | dat know what | was neal,
hut he tailed low and ] could only hear
the maine
Have " Beers all gone to Sleep"
IAN. mRie. except the Sentries."
as ther,a sentry before Baas Franks
tente'
'No, misie, there is nobody near"
What / the time, Jantie2'
''Abont hree hours and a haltafter sun
down" hat past ten
Let us wait halt an hour, and then you
must go"
Accordingly they sat in silence. In
silence they sat facing each other and their
own thoughts. Presently jamie broke 1t
by drawing the big white-handled knife
aud commencing TO sharpen it on a piece
of leather.
The sight made JeSs feel sick. Put
the knife up" she said, quickly, lit Is
sharp enough"
JanGe obeyed with q feeble grin, and
the minutes passed on heavily.
--NI